I'm looking in the mirrior.
I'm a wreck, and I wish I were dead.
I'm tired of feeling numb, and of missing you all the time.
"No wonder you left"
I tell myself as I stare at my own pittyness in the mirror.
I'm looking in the mirrior.
I'm a wreck, and I wish I were dead.
I'm tired of feeling numb, and of missing you all the time.
"No wonder you left"
I tell myself as I stare at my own pittyness in the mirror.
